Mecca you are always in my dreams
For you I’ve been forming many schemes
All my plans go astray
Dreams pass out with the day
Why are you so far away

CHORUS:
Where the lights are low
There I long to go,
In that far off land
Where the nightly bands
Ride on camels over the desert sands
Mecca, Mecca,
At your shrine I see the sign
That tells of mystery
And in our history
All your magic sights are revealed to me
And your wond’rous sessions appeal to me
Mecca, I am dreaming of you.

Mecca I can hear you calling me
Mecca how I wish that I could be
‘Neath your skies when I am blue
This old world would seem new
Then my dreams would all come true